Page 70 of Yours and Mine (Friends with Benefits)

“The only human ones I’ve ever held and ever want to hold. I want to make love to you, Jo, but I’m not sure this rooftop is strong enough to hold the force I want to take you with.”

“I want you too, Nick.”

A growl rumbled from his chest as he whispered against my cheek, “We’ll have to settle for something easier for now.”

He slowly rolled me off him so that we were both on our sides, facing each other. His hand slid underneath the elastic of my panties, fully palming my ass, and then his fingers drew lower and to the back. I arched my back and tilted my ass higher, panting at every touch and stroke of his scorching fingers, wanting him to reach further. He fondled me from behind before switching to the front, cupping my sex through my panties. His fingers swiftly moved the lace aside and weaved between my folds, sliding through the moisture, dragging it back up to my clit, then rubbing, stimulating me. I wanted to moan louder, yet knew that I couldn’t because our parents would hear us, so I bit my lip, holding onto the sound for now while letting out only a soft whimper.

Nothing else mattered, only the feeling that Nick was drawing out from within me. The touch was igniting my body, and I felt beads of sweat form on my forehead as the inferno of emotions roared with each breath I exhaled.

All I wanted to do was feel. I wanted to feel him on me, under me, and inside me — everywhere. The most incredible rush was consuming me from the inside out and outside in. How had I lived so long without this, without him?

The orgasm came shockingly fast. I grasped Nick’s arms, holding on and biting into his shirt as he swirled his fingers a few more times, drawing the remainder of my euphoria out.

“Jo? Nick? Are you guys up there?” his mom called out. “We’re locking up for the night.”

I quickly came back to earth, realizing what had just happened and that Marge was only a few feet away. She only had to take one step up on the ladder to have us in view.

“Yes, we are. We’ll be down in a sec,” Nick answered.

“Oh, my God, what if she saw us?” My whisper was only loud enough for Nick to hear.

“Don’t worry. She didn’t.”

“What if she did? You think they’re checking up on us?”

“Probably.”

“Argh! I wish we could go away somewhere.”

“And if we did, what would we do?” he teased.

“We’d make love until the sun came up.” I kissed him.

“Then I’ll make sure that happens sooner than later.”

“How?”

“Let’s go down for now. We’ll figure out the rest later.”

I adjusted my dress and made my way down to the balcony and then to the bathroom, where I changed into my pajamas. I said goodnight to Dad and Marge, then Nick, before retreating to my room. The ceiling seemed infinite, and my eyes wouldn’t close. I could still feel the rush of the orgasm Nick had blessed me with in my veins. He touched me with so much need and determination. And I liked it; in fact, I wanted more. My gaze flew to the closed door, then back to the ceiling. I wasn’t sure how long I stared, but one thing was certain: falling asleep would be impossible.

I turned and twisted. The sheets wrapped uncomfortably around my body, and I yanked them away. Despite the light breeze I could feel through the open window, the room felt hot and stuffy. Maybe the full moon was the source of my madness – you know, like the way it acted as a beacon for werewolves, and it was messing up my hormones. I removed my sleeping shorts and my top, relief washing over me as I splayed my naked body on top of the cooler covers. Still it wasn’t enough. The wall separating me from Nick felt thousands of miles thick. He was so close, yet so far away.

I must have suffered through at least two hours of this torture when I heard the handle on my door twist. I tugged the covers over my body, holding my breath.

Please let it be him!

“Jo? Are you asleep?” I heard Nick’s voice and exhaled in relief.

“No.”

He quietly tiptoed toward my bed. As he sat down, my body was lifted upward, allowing me to see him in the faint moonlight. He looked like he’d just come out of my dream.

“Why are you pulling the covers so high up?” He tapped my nose.

“Because I’m naked underneath.”

“What?”

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